We’re getting a new city hall??! This is the third in fifty years! Another monument to bureaucracy??! 😯
Drug addicts and paraphernalia litter the streets. Guys sleep in alleys and on vents. The police force, social services, soup kitchens, homeless shelters, abused women’s homes and food-banks are underfunded and overwhelmed. Still, council budgeted $24 million, most of it siphoned from the capital contingency account.
This will be a glorious legacy project to exalt outgoing, long-time mayor Priapus Swaggart. He must really know where the bodies are buried. The drunks will appreciate a new, warm lobby to sleep it off in.
If you’d like to join the Friday Fictioneers fun, go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.
We visited a couple of friends in Washington, DC, for the first time. I left our tourist itinerary in his capable hands; a day to see the White House, a day at the Washington Monument and the National Mall, a day to explore the Smithsonian, a day to marvel at the Pentagon.
He warned us that there would be a lot of foot-travel. Anything in DC worth visiting, is on a walking tour. He urged us to, “Rest up; by the time we’re done, you’ll be worn to a nub.”
I just thought that he meant from the bottom up.
Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.